I go fishing for the hope
Michael Phelps with the stroke
Cast the line and then I'll go
Dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive
We slide
We slide
Dive, dive, dive, dive
Squad up for the cameras
Tour bus was a Camry
Came up from the bandos
Hotel was a front seat
Never had a plan B
Had the venues gettin' wild
No politics had the labels all convinced
Asking us about the sound
I wanted to talk about God, woah
4 a.m. rapping at bars, woah
Nobody wanted my spot, woah
30 a month was a lot
Still moving like we independent
If you so anti-social, why you in our mentions?
It's a gang, it's a gang
Yep, yep
It's a gang, it's a gang
No control, no remote
I go fishing for the hope
Michael Phelps with the stroke
Cast the line and then I'll go
Dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive
We slide
We slide
Dive, dive, dive, dive
I stood next to all your favorite rappers
I ain't ask for no pictures
Never asked for no handouts, or some "can we get wit'cha?"
We made it look easy, but the fact remains
This right here is so special
Not just 'cause I'm saying it
Had a few of y'all come tell us
Had a few of y'all really pray for us
When you said you would and that blessed us
Hold up, wait
I ain't ever seen any competition
We do all numbers, still no pressure
I'm still on my God bless ya
Put a prayer on your head, bless up
Since Wayne had the Compressor
Or 25 lighters on the dresser
And we came from the dirt, from the bottom, the muscle, whatever you call it
Just know it was God whenever you discuss it
My life like a book, opened up to the public
I love it, you know!
No control, no remote
I go fishing for the hope
Michael Phelps with the stroke
Cast the line and then I'll go
Dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive
We slide
We slide
Dive, dive, dive, dive, (dive, dive, dive, dive)
No control, no remote I go fishing for the hope Michael Phelps with the stroke Cast the line and then I'll go Dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive We slide We slide Dive, dive, dive, dive Squad up for the cameras Tour bus was a Camry Came up from the bandos Hotel was a front seat Never had a plan B Had the venues gettin' wild No politics had the labels all convinced Asking us about the sound I wanted to talk about God, woah 4 a.m. rapping at bars, woah Nobody wanted my spot, woah 30 a month was a lot Still moving like we independent If you so anti-social, why you in our mentions? It's a gang, it's a gang Yep, yep It's a gang, it's a gang No control, no remote I go fishing for the hope Michael Phelps with the stroke Cast the line and then I'll go Dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive We slide We slide Dive, dive, dive, dive I stood next to all your favorite rappers I ain't ask for no pictures Never asked for no handouts, or some "can we get wit'cha?" We made it look easy, but the fact remains This right here is so special Not just 'cause I'm saying it Had a few of y'all come tell us Had a few of y'all really pray for us When you said you would and that blessed us Hold up, wait I ain't ever seen any competition We do all numbers, still no pressure I'm still on my God bless ya Put a prayer on your head, bless up Since Wayne had the Compressor Or 25 lighters on the dresser And we came from the dirt, from the bottom, the muscle, whatever you call it Just know it was God whenever you discuss it My life like a book, opened up to the public I love it, you know! No control, no remote I go fishing for the hope Michael Phelps with the stroke Cast the line and then I'll go Dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive, dive We slide We slide Dive, dive, dive, dive, (dive, dive, dive, dive) Explain Request ×
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